The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 91

My grip on the phone tightened, the memories of his repulsive face flooding back with a vengeance..

“What do you want, Bruce?” I tried to keep my voice steady, to hide the fear that threatened to consume me. A sinister chuckle echoed through the line. “Oh, Evie, always so direct. I thought we could catch up, reminisce about old times.”

I swallowed hard, my mind racing as I considered my options. The memories of our last encounter were still fresh. Timothy’s stitches may have gone, but the scar was still there.

“Was our last reunion not enough fun?” I gritted out through my teeth.

Bruce’s laughter was cold and cruel. “Oh, Evie, the fun never ends between us,” he said hoarsely. I noticed how he’d decided on dropping his nickname for me. Somehow, that unsettled me even more.

“Why are you calling? Was that last beating of yours not enough?” I asked, clutching the phone to my ear. Aria’s calls had been reduced to a deadening silence, one that left me feeling far more alone that I would have liked. Bruce laughed once more, though with far less enthusiasm. “I think you’ll want to hear

what I have to say. It concerns someone you care about.”

My heart stopped, the words striking a nerve. Who else did he drag into our mess? Was shedding blood not enough to stop him in his tracks?

Just the thought of Timothy lying in that hospital bed, pale from blood loss, made my skin prickle. “What did you do?” I demanded, my voice shaking.

“Relax, Evie. No one’s gonna bleed on this round,” he said with an edge to his voice. “Now, hurt feelings are completely on the menu.”

“I don’t have the time or energy for your games, Bruce,” I said with a long sigh. “You almost killed Timothy.” Bruce snorted. “You’re still worried about that douchebag?”

I clenched my jaw. “I guess I am,” I hissed. “So stay away from him!”

Bruce’s laughter was smug. “Or what, Evie? You’ll come running to protect him? How sweet.”

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frightening combination. It didn’t

I said, my voice a fierce

menacing. “You are one dumb bitch, you know that

He had already made up his

with Timothy,” he continued. “Because it will be short

He laughed on, almost drunkenly so, as my name

me, the words leaving an ominous chill in their wake. Bruce’s threat hung heavy

heart sank. Without a word, I opened the video, my breath catching in my throat as I took

as it dawned on me, the small form turned, revealing my High School

memory.

smooth and sensual beside my ear. His calloused hands began combing through my hair at a soothing pace.

against his lips, right before he silenced me

but resulted in an immeasurable amount of pain. Panic and anger surged within me, an overwhelming mix of emotions that threatened

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us together, and from the way Timothy would occasionally glance in the camera’s direction, I didn’t have to make too many

recorded us?” The words felt foreign on my tongue, as if speaking them. would somehow make the

allowed myself to believe in a different version of Timothy, a person who was capable of

turning white under the pressure. The room felt suffocating, the air heavy with the weight of

built around me.

those walls had crumbled, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. To think I almost

stung my eyes.

reverberate with tension, each tick of the clock echoing in my mind. I began pacing the room, my

do you want from me?”

chuckle sent shivers down my spine. “Ah, Evie. Always

clenched my fists, trying to contain the anger that surged within me. “Cut to the chase,

a chilling

deep breath, my voice measured. “Fine. I’ll give you the money. Just